to release a steady stream of long continuous
stuff, brain thoughts
which are chiefly made,
of the things which we love or maybe have lost,
a memory perhaps, or it could be anything.
it might even be a vision of your dad,
or a notion of your once loved lady--
you could sit and ponder any and everything
living on a street in downtown Paris,
you could think about that,
or relax and contemplate, as you watch
the television, about being a movie star
and getting to ride in fancy limousines
and awesomely built sports cars
go to Egypt and eat the abundant fruit of royalty
with the kings, and you could pretend
that you were Tutankhamun,
rich, with gold to no end
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Submission Name: Speakin' Of
